Note: Hey, I'm back with another "less-than-150-words" story. Thanks to silverhelix428, who suggested the idea (I'm not a natural Daphne fan, even if I think that she has (had) a lot of potential as a character) . I gave it a try and this popped into my mind. However, I don't guarantee that it's good.

Disclaimer: I do not own Heroes.

« Why don't you just take your time for once ? »

If someone would have asked her that question, she would have answered that her time was too precious to be wasted. That life was too short to take it slow. That she had a gift. That she liked to use it. And it was the truth. Well, almost.

What she'd never say was that she was afraid that if she'd stop running, her legs would feel heavier again. And then, she wouldn't be able to stand. She was afraid she would need those awful crutches again. And she wouldn't be able to walk. She was afraid people would judge her again. And then, she wouldn't be able to live. Again. So she just kept running. Until the day she realized that no matter how fast she was, she couldn't run away from her fears.